[Sodium_noir] Hell is Other People

[Bill]

> John Black, Abby, Kurt Morgan
> Very Old Man, Very Rattled Bastet, Sidhe 
> Lady Sinclair's Mansion

>   She takes a deep breath, thinking about her
> answer.
>   Her fear’s subsided, her other self being far more
> comfortable around the Sidhe Lord helps a lot.
>    “Mr. Morgan’s a Player, in the purest sense o’
> the word. He’s been watchin’ the rest of the cast of
> this Fancy Dress Party and enjoyin’ all the
> jockeying an’ plottin’. I think he’s playin’ catch
> with the Hot Potatoes like this Stock Offerin’ and
> enjoys watching them all scramble for it.  Now he’s
> got us to share the fun with an’ that makes it even
> better.”
>   She turns her gaze to Morgan, a wicked spark in
> her green eyes.
>   “How am I doin’ so far, M’Lord?”
>   She leans into the solid warmth of the Undying,
> smiling.

John thought she was doing well.  "But that would
suggest he was trying to play us as well my dear." 
Somehow he managed to sound hurt but not offended at
the same time.  "I thought we were getting off to a
good start and yet I'm mistaken for an average every
day . . . stockbroker."  He shuddered as he said the
last word.

tags Abby, Morgan

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"I swear, as God as my witness, I thought turkeys could fly."
-- Les Nessman

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